End of the Sky

"Hello, can you take me for a ride?"

Michella stood by the door of the Lamborghini car. Because of the convertible, there was a clear view inside the car. She looked at the super sports car enviously and imagined that she would own one.

Because of her family, she has been in contact with cars since she was a child. Her hobby is car modification, but she has no money and can only enjoy herself in a garage.

"city center?"

Russell glanced at Mikaela in confusion. According to the plot, she should sit on the Hornet and act as the heroine of the vase for two consecutive episodes until the verbal rhetoric was swept away by the director.

"Yes, can you bother me for a ride?" Mikaela folded her hands and raised an eyebrow to Russell.

"I have to say, your acting skills are really bad ..."

Russell laughed softly, pushed and drove down, and took the co-pilot in Miquela's puzzled eyes: "Don't you want to try it, you can push back in 2.9 seconds in 100 kilometers!"

The pie fell from the sky, and Mikaela pointed at her face, disbelieving: "Sir, are you serious, let me drive?"

"Yes, I just heard your conversation with your boyfriend ..."

"No longer!"

"OK, I just heard the match between you and your ex-boyfriend ..."

"That's just a passerby!"

"Well, I just heard the conversation between you and passerby A. He said that you are only suitable for bumper cars." Russell pointed to the driver's seat: "I think he is right, so want to try this bumper car? "

"YES!"

Mikaela was so excited that she shook her fist, fearing that Russell would regret it and ran into the driver's seat. She adjusted her seat, fastened her seat belt, and fumbled her hands on the steering wheel, her eyes shining like Sam.

Pressing the start button like a fighter, Mikaela suddenly paused: "Sir, you are not afraid that I will crash the car?"

"Isn't the bumper car used to crash?"

Suddenly, Mikaela felt a stagnation in her breath, her heartbeat accelerated madly, her face blushed and she dared not look at Russell again, and whispered, "If you crash, don't blame me."

"It's okay. Buy another one if it crashes."

Mikaela's eyes widened, and her crazy heartbeat suddenly stopped. She never knew that a man could be so handsome!

In contrast, the passerby A in the brain and the walking hormonal Sam are a scum in the sea.

"Hurry up. It's 10 miles from here to the city center. I'll help you time."

...

Because of the excellent driving experience, Mikaela didn't want to let go when she held the steering wheel. With Russell's permission, she went back and forth again.

When the two returned to the city center again, it was already the evening dining time. They learned that Russell lived alone and went home to prepare his own dinner. Mikaela volunteered that he could invite Russell to dinner.

Seeing Lamborghini knows that Russell is not a poor man, Mikaela is embarrassed to deal with it casually, and made a special trip to a slightly higher-level restaurant, which may cost her a lot of savings. But she thinks it is very worthwhile. Regardless of whether she is interested in Russell's attitude towards her, she wants to make this friend.

His mother died early and Mikaela grew up with his father, living in a bad environment. My father repaired the car during the day and stole it to repair it at night, because she was afraid that she might have an accident, so she took her with her during the day or at night.

Later, her father was arrested and put in jail. She also became a juvenile delinquent. Her childhood was terrible.

Mikaela is far more precocious than precocious girls. She is lonely and extremely insecure, so that her aesthetics tend to be muscular men, not handsome and rich dudes.

It's appearance to like muscular men. This kind of girl is eager to care and get good feelings is very simple. First, give her enough respect, and second ... pet her!

Congratulations Russell. He inadvertently attacked the heart of a young girl. Although he is likely to be idle and pass the time, Mikaela doesn't think so. Beside Russell, the spirit level is extremely satisfied.

"Uh, it cost you a lot this time. Next time ... I'll definitely invite you to a big meal next time." Mikaela was holding the steering wheel, and Russell was very gentle when checking out, and once again she felt care, kind With the meticulous feeling, she felt addicted.

"I should say thank you. Men are the most handsome when swiping cards. Thank you for giving me a chance to be handsome."

Mikaela didn't think much about it, and said subconsciously, "No, you are handsome when you don't swipe your card."

"Thank you, you are also charming."

Miquela was very satisfied when she heard her words, but she was very polite, but she was so sweet that she trembled and asked, "Russell, where is your family, I will send you back."

Russell: "..."

Girl, this is my car! Also, this is my line!

Facing Russell's puzzled eyes, Mikaela was embarrassed: "It's too much of a waste of your time today to trouble you to take me home. I'll take a taxi and go back later."

In fact, Mikaela didn't want Russell to see her home, a two-story small building assembled of simple plates, which was full of auto parts and full of oil.

Every girl will show her charm in front of the person she likes, and they will try their best to cover up their shameful side. It is human nature, especially the slightly inferior girl like Mikaela.

Russell pointed to the night sky: "Here is the Emperor, no one is stupid enough to let a beautiful girl take a taxi home alone, and you don't want to make headlines tomorrow, right?"

"But ... but I ..." Mikaela's forehead sweated, and she had a clever idea. "In fact, my father had a party at home tonight, only the kind of pajamas. He invited a lot of that kind ... Woman ... you know, I won't go back now. "

Russell: "..."

Girl, Jeff told me, your dad is still in jail. Is this pot really good for him to carry his back? He will escape from prison!

"Well then, don't mind sitting in my house first!" Russell paused and said to the anxious Mikaela: "Trust me, nothing will happen."

What happens is also possible!

Mikaela was a little tangled, on the one hand looking forward to being closer to Russell, on the other hand, she did not want Russell to think she was a frivolous woman.

Just tangled all the way, Mikaela came to the single-family villa complex where Russell's house was located according to the address.

"Very beautiful house ..." Parking and entering the warehouse, Mikaela walked into the house, and compared with her poor little nest, her heart was bitter.

"It's okay!" Russell casually said, and he couldn't live long anymore. He took Mikaela up to the second floor and pushed open a room: "This is a guest room with a bathroom and a wardrobe with disposable pajamas. , If you do n’t like it, do n’t wear it. "

"Haha, just a joke ..." Russell frowned. "My room is next door. Don't knock on the door in the middle of the night, it will be dangerous."

Having said that, Russell turned and left, and at this moment Mikaela stopped him suddenly.

"Wait……"

"What's wrong?" Russell tilted his head slightly, looking up at the ceiling chandelier at a forty-five-degree angle, and secretly installed a handsome one day today, and finally it was time to harvest.

If Mikaela rushes over, will he do the trick, or will he try to escape?

In order to prevent grass and snakes, he decided to return to the room to work in peace, catching a cat in the middle of the night.

"Thank you!"

"Ok?"

Mikaela smiled. "Nothing, I just want to say that."

Russell spread his arms: "Don't be surprised, I thought you were going to give it away!"

"I thought about it, but I know but you will definitely refuse!" Mikaela swears, looking at Russell's eyes full of trust.

Russell: "..."

You try, why not say so!

"So, see you tomorrow." Mikaela closed the door, and half of her body smiled and waved.

"Speaking of tomorrow ..." Russell remembered something, wondering, "Mikera, why didn't you go to the auto repair shop today?"

"Well, how do you know that I work in an auto repair shop?"

"Why didn't Jeff tell you? He recommended you to be my secretary. I agree." Russell pointed to himself: "I'm the owner of the auto repair shop, which is your boss."

"B ... BOSS !?"

Mikaela opened her mouth. Until then she did not know that Russell was her own boss. Before that, she always thought that the owner of the auto repair shop was a fat and greasy middle-aged man. ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ She refused, fearing that she would go to jail for over-defense.

"Why, Jeff didn't make it clear?"

"No ... he said it very clearly ..." Mikaela wiped the cold sweat from her head. "When Jeff said of this, I didn't explicitly reply to him. It was under consideration for the past two days."

"Difficult?"

"No problem, I've thought about it, and I'll call him back." Mikaela slammed the door shut, opened the bag, pulled out her phone, and dialed Jeff's number.

"The number you dialed is off ..."

"Siht, it's only a few minutes before I shut down to sleep. Do you think your hair can grow out of bed early?" Mikaela hurriedly tossed her phone away and fell back on the bed to roll back and forth.

...

On the other side, there was also a man who was tossing and turning in bed. It was a classmate of Sam. His eyes were bloodshot and he had insomnia.

The goddess went to Russell's Lamborghini. What does it mean to live?

However, the sleeping pills are too bitter, the gas is too stinky, the power strip cannot be opened, the paper cutter is rusty, the bathtub has not been cleaned for two days, and the lawn downstairs is too ugly ... No way, it is too difficult to die, he can only continue to be tenacious Survive.

"Where is Mikaela now, Russell's house? What are they doing, this, that, or that ..." Sam covered his head and tried not to think about himself, but the more he didn't, the more he thought, and then he found sadly He couldn't even imagine the picture.

"Damn, I'm a theorist ..."

"Buzz! Buzz--"

There was a sound of a familiar car engine coming out of the window, and Sam jumped up from the bed, and looked out. His broken car, which was thought not to be wrong, would not be stolen, was stolen.

"No! My car! My $ 4,000!"

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